Prompt: Broken arrow, by The Script.
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Sasuke remembers seeing the light flashing across the horizon above the tree tops like streaks of lightning pushing past the universe in a sizzling trail of madness. He remembers the leaves parting and the sky brightening and most of all, he remembers the softness of her gasp when she collides into him, swallowed by his jacket and penitrating to his chest. Sasuke remembers feeling spring hit winter and then he's flying down, zeroing in to the ground like a falling meteorite . There's little time to prevent it, but now that there's heat emanating from the body between his arms, he doesn't feel the need to. So he simply flips them over and let's the ground knock the air out of his lungs.
His back collides with the forest floor with a bone aching thud, knocking his heart into his throat to sing a duet with his voice box. The canopy above them doubles in his eyes, images flipping in his corneas like reels of a film. His ears thrum with the sound of the wilderness that surround them, echoing with the screech of black crows that reverberates through the tree trunks like a halo spreading across the earth.
She scrambles off of him, gasping a quick Sasuke-kun under her breath and when Sasuke opens his eyes again, he sees the leaves dancing under her lashes; he sees the universe revolving in her breath and smells the rain on her skin and thinks he's been a fool to be blind for so long.
"Why," her fingers bleed green around his face, "What were you thinking?"
Blinking myopically, he tries to focus on her words but his brain hurts and his body hurts and he thinks he's spent too long listening and not answering her. So when she bends in close, he holds onto to the back of her neck and holds her there.
"I don't know," he doesn't like how his voice sounds so winded, so lost and weak and utterly confused, but when his arms shoots a sizzle of blinding pain to his spine, he forgets and bites down on his hiss. She blinks above him and clicks her tongue.
"Careless," her voice is akin to that of a reprimanding mother chastising a toddler, and Sasuke has half a mind to keep himself from pouting like one, his bottom lip dragging across the floor. And as her essence flows through his veins again, healing his pain, he wants to stay there forever and forget the life he's still trying to escape, to fall under the surface and float between who he wants to be and who the world needs him to be but here, lying on the moss covered floor with the souls of his shoes smeared with wet grass and his lungs wet with the aroma of rain , he thinks he can start again.
"Come back," he head her whisper after a moment. "Come back home with me, please?"
Sasuke stares at the sky above them, at tiny dots that blink in and out of existence in front of him, and hopes for the rain again. Her anxiousness rolls off of her skin in waves, weaving out to meld with the mesh of his cells and lungs. He turns to look at her and finds her chewing her lip raw.
"Not yet."
The sun reflects in her glassy eyes like light in a prism. He threads his fingers through her's and listens to the world come awake between their fingertips.
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